It’s all just tender expressions Spender of cash On dreadful obsessions Sender of trashed Vocal confessions
Northerns saaaaay so-duh pop! Southerners saaaaay Damn! It’s hot!
Sound in my unwritten cloud Tangled and dripping turned Upside down. And the movement from creation Is glowing westward bond
I let my actions control my emotio… Not the other way around. When I let this notion permeate,… It’s such a happy sound. To know you are in control in the…
I am the paper inked And I am the paper I am the thoughts that think And I am the thinker I am the final drink
In the worst time I always loose focus All these great lines How do I show this Can you rewind
Sometimes when I’m alone I begin to cry Because I know I have you Always by my side The thought of us
Treatments are not the same In a crowd full of people Achievements to blame Make us unequal So just go with your words
I’m in a spiral into ambition And nothing is viral Unless the condition Dances awhile And has a mission
As I lay dying I can’t help but say I might beat this I may
All of a sudden I just don’t care All this lovin I’m just not there Give me somethin
Can we grasp a feeling Thrown so carelessly? As we take our seats Beneath the thinking tree. Looking at it all
My finger dance over the page As my soul goes into my feet Her smile is like candy Oh so so sweet My friends tell me the truth
Just got off work. It’s raining, pretty cloudy. About to go bizirric Unless I blow some loudie.
My vernacular is Far from spectacular. In my arrangement I’ll never change it. But I’m always after her,